Erotic Education (18+ ONLY)

Take A Seat

I paced back and forth in my room, thinking about what to say to Kevin. I was totally mortified after our entanglement at the party, so I slipped out and called a cab while he was in the bathroom.

It's been two days since that happened and I've managed to stay off his radar since then, but today we had a class together for our sophomore projects so I had no choice but to see him.

Kevin was such a nice guy, yes he took me to a party after asking me out but I can get over that. I just didn't like that being around him made me lose everything that was important to me, I was mad at myself for giving in to temptation so easily. Even though we didn't actually have sex, it was close enough to the real thing that it made me nervous to be around him. I was fine with foreplay and all the rest, but I had to draw the line at our genitals being close together.

My priority was to ace this project so I sighed and shook off my nerves, hoping that if I pretended to be confident then it would actually happen. I grabbed my bag and left my room, thankful not to bump into Kevin.

In class I found a spot near the window and put my laptop on the table. I could see that the costume rails had been pulled out so I went over to flick through them while I waited for Kevin to get here.

We'd decided to go with an innocent college freshman cheerleader, and an experienced senior 'bad boy'. To me the amateur style dorm room videos were always my favourite, they had the most heart and authenticity. I hated scripted hardcore random scenarios, so this felt perfect for me.

I took a red mini skirt from the rack and held it up to myself in the mirror, cocking my head to the side as I decided if I liked it.

"Red is definitely your colour," I heard and Kevin stepped behind me. I could see his smirk in the mirror and I looked away to stop myself from flushing the same colour as the skirt. "It looks good, trust me." He took the skirt and turned me to face him.

"Thanks," I mumbled, still not able to meet his gaze.

"Why so shy all of a sudden? You certainly weren't on Saturday night."

I lifted my head to see him stood with a raised eyebrow and cheeky grin. "Oh, I just..."

"I'm just messing," he laughed and handed me the skirt back. "I had fun though. We should do that again."

I shrugged and turned my attention back to the rail of clothes. "Sure, I guess." I knew I was being rude, but all I wanted to do was pin him down and ride him until sunrise. And that could not happen.

He stood next to me silently until I picked a red and black bralette to match the skirt and headed back to the table. "Y'know, it's weird not fucking a girl as soon as I meet her."

"Sorry," I don't know why I was apologising.

"Don't be," he smiled and sat next to me. "It gives me something to look forward to," he rested his hand on my thigh and gave it a squeeze.

My panties were wet in an instant at the thought of his hand moving higher and slipping a finger into me, but he took his hand away and rested it on the table in front of him.

We didn't say much about the other night and just kept our focus on the project. We had three months to complete it so we set the filming date for 5 weeks time, and I'd asked one of the senior girls to film it. Lacie Gray was an incredible director and actor and knew everything about the business. She was perfect. And she was one of my close friends so I guess that helped.

Class was over by 4pm and Kevin and I headed back to our dorms in silence. He didn't say anything until we got there. "Why don't you come in?" He asked, leaning against his door. "I've got pizza and beer."